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Friday, April 22, 2005



I am awake extra early this morning. As it seems, my lil bro and sis have the day off school. On these days off school, they like nothing more then to wake me up early and make me watch TV with them. I remember when I had days off school. I would sleep in, and enjoy the beautiful day while laying in bed. Some people call me grumpy. I wouldn't say I am grumpy, jaded... Maybe. I feel like an old man. I worry so fucking much that it is going to drive me insane. I worry about everything. From the cash in my pocket, to the old lady crossing the street during rush hour. Nothing can escape my mind, and the way it worries. I think its cause I day dream too much. Ill be walking down the street minding my own business, ill see something, anything really, and start to day-dream about it. For instance: if I see someone walking their dog, I day dream that the dog gets off its lease and starts attacking people. Though most of my day dreams are sadistic, I don't consider them day-mares.



So its Friday. It really doesn't feel like a Friday. Though I know it is Friday, cause the garbage truck just tore past my house, before I had a chance to put my trash out. Damn blog. Now because of this post, I will have a few extra bags of garbage in and around my house.





In the picture above there is a dog treat mixed into a plate of cookies, surprisingly this is not my doing. It was done by Wendy (Masta's mom's friend). She was quite funny, with her reserve cigs in bags. O yeah, I did some hunting today, and found Masta's moms blog. I am contemplating linking it. But I prolly wont. I don't want her to find mine.

killed softly at 4/22/2005 08:24:00 AM
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